I don’t journal daily. I vision cast and write about my goals and the movement I’m forging alongside you beauties but I don’t write about my day or my feelings with consistency… except here. I do keep a precise calendar. You can’t manage time but you can manage activity. You’ve heard me say before that… Continue reading Cheers.
In the gaps of time this weekend, I’m watching season three of Netflix’s Atypical, a show that has given me more perspective about teaching individuals with Autism than any graduate or professional development course ever did. In the episode I finished this morning, protagonist Sam is tasked with an assignment about essence. Specifically, he has… Continue reading The Essence
I came across this gem that I wrote in October of 2016… and I love how every word is still true (or truer) today. Enjoy this throwback. I’ve been asked the question “Why rabbits?” in a variety of contexts over the five years that I’ve been a bunny-mom and subsequently a rescuer. I typically blink… Continue reading Throwback: Why Rabbits?
A teacher friend once said to me that July is like a month of Saturdays and August is like a month of Sundays. Now, that way of thinking only fits if you subscribe to the paradigm that Sundays are days that should be part relaxation and part dread for Monday and the week to come.… Continue reading Eternal Summer
In honor of my amazing father and uncles, enjoy this Father’s Day story that I wrote for you (and them) in 2016. I am named after my father. I joke that he wanted a boy… or that he’s narcissistic (baby me was going to be Dennis or Denise). We had the typical ups and downs… Continue reading Hoppy Father’s Day!
My coach’s coach says, “Your spiritual DNA is perfect.” He’s talking about you. And you. And every being. On that note, I’m thinking about instinct and acceptance. When Tater Tot was alive, he loved to snuggle, to dill eat and to rip up the living room carpet. He would tear out the fibers one by… Continue reading Instinct & Acceptance
Hoppy Mother’s Day! Enjoy this classic Mother’s Day story from the Believe In Bunnies archives… My mother never let me have pets other than betta fish. My betta Bonus lived 5 or 6 years and traveled back and forth from Connecticut to home on every college break. I was never much of an animal person… Continue reading Mother’s Day Tribute
I call her my godmother but she didn’t hold me as a baby while a priest blessed me. There’s just no better term that I’m familiar with to explain who she is to me. So, almost 10 years ago, I asked Kathy to be my godmother (with all due respect to the one my parents… Continue reading My Chosen Godmother
For everyone celebrating something today, I wish you and yours a happy one. I had the honor of spending yesterday with a very special boy, local celebunny Paddington. In a town in central Nassau county, about two months ago, a woman found a domestic rabbit in her yard. She was able to pick him… Continue reading Paddington
It wasn’t that long ago when I had no friends. I can remember the first time I said it out loud. It felt… shameful. It felt embarrassing, even though I was saying it to the Bunny Daddy, a man I can say anything to, without judgment. Yeah, there were people around… but I felt alone.… Continue reading Friends? Friends.